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Photo by Carmen Robles
As I settled my children and myself into this strange woman’s car, my husband took care of our luggage and rode with someone else. I was looking out the window, trying to drink everything in. “I’m not going to give poison to your kids”, she said while holding a lollipop that I had no idea where it had come from, interrupting my musings. “I avoid giving them refined sugars”, I believe I'd answered absently.
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